Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Nigeria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Fad Gadget to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Soft Machine. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Index,
Cecil Taylor,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gang Green,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Cale,
The Cramps,
The Move,
Swell Maps,
Davy DMX,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Birthday Party,
Siglo XX,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Busters,
The Neon Judgement,
Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Jeff Lynne,
The Monks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eden Ahbez,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Magma,
The Martian,
Yusef Lateef,
Fat Boys,
The Fire Engines,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Slits,
Harpers Bizarre,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Khruangbin,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soul Sonic Force,
Susan Cadogan,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television,
The Grass Roots,
Desert Stars,
The Barracudas,
The Searchers,
Trumans Water,
Spandau Ballet,
Heaven 17,
Bad Manners,
CMW,
Sarah Menescal,
Oneida,
cv313,
Marmalade,
Kenny Larkin,
The Electric Prunes,
E-Dancer,
Freddie Wadling,
Kayak,
Can, Can, Can, Can.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.